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With a loud roar, regardless of whether or not the villagers knew about me, they subconsciously distanced themselves from me as if they were looking at a monster.

It was no wonder. Two fresh lives had been taken just a moment ago.

And the moment I entered, it was as though I brought a calamity upon myself, causing everything to happen …

Especially my state of being bewitched, which made many people think that I was using some kind of Evil Theurgy, making everyone think that I was the one who killed them!

At this moment, my body has yet to recover, but it has already eased up by quite a bit. Turning my head slightly, I realised that behind me … There were a lot of backs.

He was dressed like a paper man as he walked in the direction of the mountain, getting further and further away from us.

However, these figures also disappeared in a flash. I knew that my current appearance would definitely... It's scary.

Her face was pale and her body was still trembling slightly. She was clearly just an ordinary girl, but she was treated like a monster that ate humans.

Who could understand such a feeling …? No matter how strong I am, I'm still a girl.

He's not even eighteen yet! He actually had to endure this kind of grievance and pain …

It was as if there was a huge mountain on my body that was about to collapse …

My lips were trembling, and I didn't know what to say or how to explain it.

Those fearful eyes, those soft slanderous words, they were all like knives deep into my heart.

However, due to the villagers' fear, they didn't dare to attack me anymore. They could only stare at me, afraid that I would do anything else.

What did the two dead men see at that time to scare them like that? Did they see those colorful figures?

"Get the hell out of here! Monsters, don't mess with us anymore!"

Someone shouted again. I don't know this person, he must have come from some other village.

The continuous stream of curses and shouts has completely replaced the sound of my crying. I don't know why, but at this moment, although my heart is in incomparable pain, my trembling lips reveal a smile.

Unexpectedly … Laughter...

For some reason, she only gently touched Lingling's head and said:

"Let's go, Lingling. We are not welcomed here."

At this moment, Lingling also forcefully held back her tears and turned them into soft sobs. She then nodded her head obediently and left with me.

When I brought Lingling out, I didn't forget to turn around and take a look. I originally wanted to pay my respects, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

My heart wasn't at ease. Although I wasn't familiar with those two women, they were still from the same village. I hadn't seen them in over ten years.

At this moment, the villagers were still looking in the direction of the entrance, while some of them were looking at the corpse.

The ringing of the bell from before had vanished.

The sound from earlier had also greatly affected the villagers' mental state. With such a sudden voice, how could they not be afraid of the death of two people?

The funeral, which was supposed to be a sad one, now seemed even stranger and more sad.

It was as if my body had been painted with a demonic color, although I didn't know what was going on …

But just now, I seemed to see something that no one else could see.

If it wasn't for a series of coincidences that made the villagers fear me, it would be difficult for me to walk out of Dalong's house in a healthy manner today.

Bringing Lingling along, I didn't say a single word throughout the entire journey as I pondered about these things …

Why? There were many things worth trying to understand about what just happened.

What did that woman's dying cry mean?

Although this woman was frightened at the time, her mental state should still be normal. It was not as simple as speaking crazy words.

Else, the Village Chief would not have been so panicked as to let the villagers bring that woman away.

It was obvious that he was hiding something from the foreigners.

Liu Songxian had also said some unfathomable things to Dalong's mother before, and her death was closely related to those words.

So many lives, how do I remember you?

Get to the top of the mountain, get to the yard...

On the mountain, in the courtyard, whether it was a dream, a reality, or a hallucination, I had more or less seen the paper figure from both places.

Perhaps, everything that happened in the village was not only the secret of the adoptive father alone, but the secret of the entire village.

So many things had happened, but things had become even more complicated. When would he be able to see the truth?

I brought Lingling home, sat on the brick bed, and let go of all my exhaustion.

He heaved a long sigh. He could remove the fatigue from his body, but what about his heart? How to unload it?

"Elder sister, don't be sad. The people who are bullying you are all bad people. You are a good person, so you should be happier than the bad people."

Lingling's eyes were still red, but she was making a face at me while baring her fangs and brandishing his claws.

That cute look made me unable to resist smiling and also made a face at Lingling.

"Waa, sister is smiling. How rare."

Lingling clapped happily and said. As I looked at the gloomy sky outside, my mind was still thinking back to everything that just happened.

I clearly saw Dalong and his son at the side of the coffin, there's no mistake about it. But if it really is the soul of this mother and son, why do they want to kill?

Weren't the people who came to attend the funeral supposed to be their relatives?

Two women died today, one with the surname Zhang and the other with the surname Wang.

I didn't think these two women would have any grudge against Dalong and his mother, so I changed my mind.

These two women, were they related to the death of Aunt Zhang all those years ago?

It might seem a little ridiculous to transfer his thoughts to this point, but after so many things had happened, it was already ridiculous …

However, this sort of thing was truly untraceable. In a village like this, at this age, let alone a woman, even if men were to gather together, it would be hard to avoid all sorts of gossip and gossip.

If this could be considered as a reason for Aunt Zhang's death, then everyone in the village was a murderer.

Were all the villagers going to die?

Besides, the words that the woman had said before she died clearly showed that she knew something and had seen something.

And all of these had nothing to do with the Aunt Zhang.

There was no clue regarding these matters. The day after the death, Dalong and his son were going to be buried.

After receiving the news, I was a little puzzled. The auspicious day should still be two days later, but the villagers had always felt that it was unlucky to have a new death, so they didn't care about the date and had long buried the coffin.

Actually, logically speaking, the villagers were all very superstitious. They had already decided on the day they would be buried. Even if there were new deaths, they could not be destroyed.

Furthermore, there were families in the village that had good relations with the Dalong family, so logically, these people should not agree.

But this time, they actually accepted all of it …

This struck me as odd, so perverse, as if something were amiss.

He was in a hurry, as if he really wanted to hide something …

Was it to make those foreigners leave quickly?

The two people who had just died were buried as hastily as Dalong's mother and son. They didn't even give any news to their relatives in the foreign lands.

This way, I am even more certain that the villagers want these people to leave as soon as possible.

In less than three days, all of these dead people had already been buried, and it was on that very night that I was reading a book in my foster father's room. Lingling was quietly entertaining herself by the side.

Suddenly I heard a slow knock on the door, rhythmically, as if it had been laid out in a calm manner.

Even so, I still felt a shiver in my heart. It was already night time, and I had already locked the courtyard door from the inside. At this moment, the sound of the door opening could be heard.

How did the people outside enter the courtyard? Did he climb over the wall?

Someone who would jump over a wall to come in, I'm afraid... Could he be a good person?

Even so, I tucked the book under the mattress, took a breath, and went to the door.